(A/N)
Won't mind if you say this story is crap, shit, and whatever. I just wrote this to take part in Milloniare's Fanfiction Challenge: Part 2. I don't know much in Poetry though… Will be really short.
I am the King Slime
That dwells in the Final Stage of the PQ
I don't want to harm people
But people wants me to
I loiter around the Final Stage everyday
Watching people come to the Final Stage
And killing my monster friends brutally
Before coming to kill me
I run but they chase after
Forcing me to fight
This is the life
The bloody and bad life
Of a King Slime
(A/N) Totally crap. Flame me if you want to.
